Chapter 67: Confronting the Martial Saint and the Sun God

If the old monster in Qingting doesn't care about the lives of the people around him, Ding Hai can't do anything about him.

If you want to get others to sit at the negotiating table, you must have bargaining chips that they care about.

At first, Ding Hai thought that maybe he could just attract a meteorite to fall from the sky to avenge Wang Wu, just like he did with the Fukou Ghost Domain.

The Forbidden City is magnificent and a miracle, but it is not named Ding.

For Ding Hai, it’s ruined, so it’s not a pity.

However, after actually walking around the capital, Ding Hai gave up the idea.

For no other reason than that too many lives were involved.

If a meteorite really came, the number of eunuchs and palace maids who would be implicated and killed in the Forbidden City would probably exceed ten thousand.

The major earthquake caused by the meteorite fall is likely to cause large-scale collapse of the slums in the South and North cities, and no one knows how many innocent people will die.

Although Ding Hai is not a good person, he is not someone who kills innocent people indiscriminately.

If these people stood against him and prevented him from avenging Wang Wu, he would definitely kill them without mercy.

But sacrificing their lives and letting them die in vain just for revenge is really unacceptable and illogical.

"The means to deal with True Lord Yangshen." I heard that Ding Hai wanted to send one person to stop the Martial Saint Puppet and the old monster Yangshen who was hiding in the dark and had not shown up until now.

He couldn't help but look back at the Martial Saint Puppet that was running around in the Forbidden City and smashing a bunch of evil spirits into pieces with one punch. He couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Although the Martial Saint Puppet is powerful, due to its lack of intelligence, if it really starts to fight, it is at most as powerful as the black dragon just now.

Although they have strength comparable to Yang Shen, in a sense, they are not yet complete Yang Shen realm combat forces.

With his methods, it is very difficult to kill him, but it is not difficult to distract and delay him.

But what if there is an old monster in the Yangshen realm hiding in the dark and controlling the Martial Saint puppet?

He felt that just by being able to withstand three attacks from two Yang God-level warriors, he had already lived up to all his hard training over the years.

But now that he has come this far, giving up is not his style, he said frankly: "I only have one method to fight against Yangshen masters.

Moreover, this method has limited effect on beings like the Martial Saint Puppet. What about you? Are you also capable of resisting the methods of the Yang God level?"

Although Ding Hai's previous words had revealed that he could compete with Yangshen Zhenjun.

But he still confirmed it again. He didn't want to die, nor did he want to watch Ding Hai die.

“I’m fast and can delay Yang Shen for a short time by flying a kite. It’s hard for the remaining old monster in Qingting to kill me quickly.

But if they abandon me and head for the West Six Palaces, I have no good way to stop them."

Ding Hai is very strong, so strong that few people below Yang Shen can match him. He is also strong enough to seize the opportunity to kill a demon king who is not in peak condition.

But these cannot be changed. In front of the orthodox and flawless masters of the Yang Shen realm, he is actually very powerless.

The Baoshan Seal and the Five Thunders Method are very powerful, but any master at the level of Yangshen Zhenjun must have one or two unique skills.

The contemporary Wuyi God is a living example. Don’t forget that it was he who passed the Baoshan Seal to Ding Hai.

The old monster Qingting's foundation may not be as profound as that of the Wuyi God, but after so many years of entering the pass, Qingting will definitely not leave his last trump card without a matching offensive technique.

The first step in martial arts makes Ding Hai's every move have great power.

But Ding Kai is not a martial artist who specializes in martial arts.

It is too fantastic to think that one can defeat Yang Shen just by relying on this martial arts skill which is close to Taoism.

A trace of struggle flashed through Wu Wu's eyes, and then he made a decisive decision: "I will go to contain the Martial Saint Puppet and the Yang God hidden in the dark, and you take the Emperor to the West Six Palaces to get rid of the Empress Dowager as soon as possible.

I will try my best to buy you a cup of tea. If I can't buy you this time, it means that the only remaining Yangshen master in Qingting is extraordinary. "

"When that happens, you'd better run for your life immediately." He was fully aware that he was not completely sure about Lord Shangyangshen, so he left room for him in his words.

"Don't hold on." After saying that, Ding Hai immediately dragged the child emperor who had fainted from fright and rushed towards the Western Six Palaces.

Now that the tasks of sniping and assassination have been assigned, there's no need to waste time.

The best option is to get rid of the Empress Dowager Cixi as soon as possible.

In order to achieve his goal, Ding Hai showed no mercy when he took action.

He mercilessly used the Five Elements' counteracting Five Thunders to bloodily slaughter the monsters in the white mountains and black waters outside the Great Wall.

Many of the five domestic animals who rode on the heads of the Manchus outside the Great Wall and called themselves their ancestors did not even see the shadow of Ding Hai before their souls were shattered by a chaotic thunder.

Outside the West Six Palaces, more than a dozen figures with powerful auras looked at Ding Hai who was approaching rapidly, their eyes full of fear.

“This guy is a killer, his Five Thunder Magic is even more domineering and fierce than the Five Thunder Orthodox Magic of the former Shenxiao Sect.

If you don't take action, all the immortals outside the pass will die." A white-haired old shaman cried and asked for help from the people around him.

As for quitting, the old shaman who had worked as a dog for the Qing court all his life did not dare to say it out loud.

If the Queen Mother heard this, the entire clan would be in trouble.

Considering that the Empress Dowager was watching them in the palace behind them, the people present did not dare to sit back and watch those smelly beasts die while they did nothing.

So they all attacked Ding Hai.

Two Yellow Sect lamas stepped forward, facing Ding Hai, made a Dharma seal with their hands, and suddenly chanted the six-syllable mantra: "Om Mani Padme Hum."

As the six-syllable mantra sounded, infinite light bloomed from the two lamas, and a special aura surged out of their bodies and pressed towards Ding Kai.

When several figures who were practicing physical martial arts saw the Yellow Sect Lama taking action, they also picked up their well-forged weapons and rushed towards Ding Hai.

Their mighty aura caused the air in the direction of their advance to move aside.

"The Mountain and River Formation, set up!" A sorcerer set up the formation to cooperate with the people in front, intending to trap Ding Hai.

Upon seeing this, the old shaman immediately merged with the spirit he was worshipping and shouted, "Grandpa Liu has come down to earth to help me kill the enemy. Kill!"

Facing the siege of the crowd, there was no fear on Ding Hai's face.

He moved and shuttled among the crowd like a ghost.

Every attack was accompanied by the roar of thunder.

A bolt of lightning struck, and it instantly turned the martial arts master who was at the front into charcoal.

As the man fell to the ground, he still couldn't believe that he would die like this.

He was a master in martial arts, and his strength far surpassed that of great martial arts masters such as Dong Haichuan and Yang Luchan.

He should have been famous all over the world, so how could he die in such a shabby way!
Lightning flashed, and Ding Hai raised his hand to blast the snake man hiding in the shadows who was trying to sneak attack him.

It was the old shaman who merged with the enshrined Willow Fairy and wanted to launch a sneak attack on Ding Hai.

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts when they saw this scene.

Although they knew that Ding Hai's methods were domineering, they did not expect him to be so terrifying. Even two Yin Shen masters who could open their own magic veins could not withstand his casual attack.

For a moment, no one dared to act rashly. Just as everyone was hesitating, a figure descended from the sky and smashed Ding Hai's head with his fists like a sledgehammer.

The majestic energy and blood instantly blew away the bun on Ding Kai's head. It was the Martial Saint Puppet!
Ding Hai cursed in his heart: "Didn't you say you could block it for me for a cup of tea?"

However, despite the scolding, he still responded quickly, moving his feet and avoiding the iron fist of the Martial Saint Puppet by a hair's breadth.

After seeing the Martial Saint Puppet, the people who were originally afraid of Ding Hai and dared not move came back to life.

In an instant, a golden light rushed towards Ding Hai.

The two Yellow Sect lamas joined forces to activate a mirror, and a four-headed, eight-armed Buddha image hidden in the mirror emitted a powerful Buddha force and shot towards Ding Kai.

Ding Hai, who was dodging, narrowed his eyes slightly and retreated several feet. He first distanced himself from the Martial Saint Puppet, then pinched a seal with one hand and summoned five thunders to blast towards the golden light.

A roar sounded, and golden light and thunder collided in the air, bursting into dazzling light.

When the light faded, Ding Hai's figure had disappeared from the spot.

There are only two ways to kill him. Either ambush him with a powerful formation and kill him by surprise.

Either use absolute strength to block the void within a radius of 100 meters, or use unparalleled force to kill him.

Otherwise, he would be invincible due to his extreme speed.

The Martial Saint Puppet, whose attack missed, followed its fighting instinct and waved its fists wildly in the air.

Gusts of fist wind created countless air waves outside the West Six Palaces, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not catch Ding Hai's figure.

Dead things are dead things after all. Great masters of martial arts can keenly sense hostility and quickly identify enemies, just like a cicada that senses autumn wind before it blows.

However, this Martial Saint Puppet could never do this.

The two Yellow Sect lamas' expressions suddenly changed when they saw this.

Because the Mo Ding Gu realm they activated together was unable to lock onto Ding Hai's aura.

Is it really possible for humans to achieve such a mysterious speed?

Just when everyone was in doubt, Ding Hai's figure suddenly appeared, and he flashed behind a Yellow Sect Lama.

The lama felt a chill and before he could react, Ding Hai chopped off his head with a palm.

After chopping off the head of one lama, Ding Hai clenched his fist and punched out, smashing the head of another lama into pieces.

At this time, the Martial Saint Puppet finally captured Ding Hai's breath again.

It let out a roar and its body turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Ding Hai.

Ding Hai's eyes turned slightly cold, and with a flash of his body, he distanced himself from the Martial Saint Puppet again.

Although this Martial Saint puppet is powerful, it is not invulnerable.

As long as we find its weakness, it will be possible to defeat it just like we killed the black dragon just now.

But the prerequisite is that when engaging in this life-and-death battle, there cannot be too many people around who can threaten him.

No one can foresee how many hidden tricks these Yin Shen masters who guard the Forbidden City have.

If the Martial Saint puppets find a flaw in his fight with them, he might suffer a loss or even lose his life.

So, Ding Hai started to clear the field.

With his speed and means, these Yin Shen realm masters had no power to resist at all.

If it weren't for the fact that the Martial Saint Puppet couldn't attack with all his strength, the Yin Shen masters outside the West Six Palaces wouldn't have survived more than ten breaths.

Despite the obstruction of the Martial Saint Puppet, Ding Hai's battle results were also amazing.

Ten breaths later, of the nineteen Yin Shen realm masters, except for three who saw the situation was not good and took advantage of Ding Hai's lack of time to slip away and save their lives, the rest were all eliminated by Ding Hai.

After solving all the obstacles, Ding Hai threw the child emperor to a hidden place, and then launched a fierce attack on the Martial Saint Puppet.

In the night, Ding Hai's figure was as erratic as a ghost, and one after another, lightning bolts accurately and fiercely hit the joints of the Martial Saint Puppet.

Although the Martial Saint Puppet was powerful, its speed could not keep up with Ding Hai's pace. Under his fierce attack, it could not help but retreat step by step.

Ding Hai's attack was like a violent storm, wave after wave, making it difficult for people to cope with it.

Sometimes he would make seals with his hands, and the innate Qi in his body would flow out like water, transforming into bolts of lightning that madly bombarded the body of the Martial Saint puppet.

Sometimes he would get close to the back of the Martial Saint Puppet, turning lightning into a sharp blade and constantly cutting the Martial Saint Puppet's diamond-like body.

But every attack he made, except for causing the puppet to make a harsh metal collision sound, did not meet Ding Kai's expectations at all.

With Ding Hai's offensive power, even if this Martial Saint puppet was made of pure gold, it should have been broken by now.

Unless, this Martial Saint Puppet was not a mortal in his lifetime, and had a different innate physique, and his main practice was the horizontal training method.

Only in this way can the puppet withstand the addition of the alien divine gold during refining without destroying the puppet's body.

Thinking of this, Ding Hai vaguely guessed who the Martial Saint Puppet in front of him was.

A powerful official during the reign of Emperor Kangxi and the bravest warrior in Manchuria.

Oboi.

Not only was this person born with supernatural powers, but his main practice was the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra of Tibetan Buddhism.

It is said that when the Qing court entered the Central Plains, he also got the Twelve-Level Golden Bell Cover from the monks in Songshan.

If it was him, it's no wonder that even with his Sky-Observing Magic Pupil at full power, he couldn't find any flaws.

According to rumors, Aobai had already mastered the Twelve-Level Golden Bell Cover to the highest level, and shrinking the penis into the abdomen was a piece of cake for him.

This man had relied on his extremely domineering protective qi to defeat several large sects in the north, destroying mountains, cutting down temples, and trampling over sects on horseback.

At that time, there was a sword immortal who couldn't stand his colleague's ferocity, so he used a sword ball that had been tempered for years to assassinate him.

However, the flying sword, which was famous for its sharpness, failed to break through his defense. Instead, he blunted the sharpness of the flying sword.

After guessing the identity of the Martial Saint Puppet, Ding Hai dodged and left.

He knew his own limitations and knew that with his current means, there was no other way to break through Oboi's defense except to grind him down bit by bit.

But there is no time for him to force himself now. If he doesn't get rid of the Empress Dowager Cixi and go to the East Six Palaces to stop the old monster of Qing court, he will probably die in the capital.

Relying on his extreme speed, he picked up the child emperor and rushed into the Western Six Palaces one step ahead of Oboi.

Probing with his spiritual sense, he quickly found Chuxiu Palace, the residence of the Empress Dowager Cixi.

After breaking open the door of Chuxiu Palace, Ding Hai formed his fingers into a sword and drew a line between the child emperor's eyebrows, then used a secret method to take a drop of the child emperor's blood.

"The sky is round and the earth is square, the laws are nine chapters, all spirits obey my orders, blood is the guide, hurry."

After a loud shout, the blood from Ding Hai's fingertips instantly turned into a long thin blood line, piercing through the tightly closed door of Chuxiu Palace and entwining around the wrist of an old woman who was huddled among the palace maids and trembling.

　The first chapter is here today. It is still the 4,000 words that I promised. I am asking for a recommendation ticket and a monthly ticket.
　　
　
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